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Unwanted

unwanted child sitting in a room, thrown away like a dirty dishrag that's been used she feels discarded and unwanted alone in her room she sits there crying feeling depressed she thinks about killing herself but thinks that's what they want me to do. I'm not going to give them what they want. she wonders if they will care if they will cry or come to her funeral or if they won't have a care in the world once she's gone and out of the way she feels like an outcast alone in the world you wouldn't know it because she hides it with a smile and has lots of friends it seems like nothing is wrong but deep inside she despises the world, she can't stand it anymore and wants to leave it behind and forget her troubles and pain. The next morning they found her note and her body ling next to it saying how she felt and why she did it, incase they where wondering From above to her delight she was those who had cared about her, but she wasn't alive to feel it. unwanted child found someone who cared but, it was to late for her....

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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